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Hourglass
05:09
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i've forgotten what it feels like
wishing, waiting, brooding, hiding, wasting time
i'll just be making up some words, right?
spin up the tape, peel back an onion and revise
something about how i've forgotten what it feels like
wishing, waiting, brooding, hiding, wasting time
no more burrowing inside,
wrapped in a blanket
afraid to be alive
my wishes rolled up in the sky.
time
bound up in dismal repeating
why/while I
turn it over and over and over, defeated
thought i could look through the hourglass
not that i'm a stranger to uncertainty
but its not something i should give all my energy
but if i give figure to anxiety
i'm 0-8 [infinity]
cczu i've forgotten what it feels like
wishing, waiting, brooding, hiding, wasting time
and there's oh-no more burrowing inside,
wrapped in a blanket
afraid to be alive.
all our pieces placed in the arrangement
line the box up on the wall
hate to spill em all
i hate to have to call at all
you'd better hope
we all feel our way down
suddenly streets
feeling loss to the vacation
and i'm right around the corner
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2. |
Big Kansas
03:04
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half of a century before "Appeal to Reason"
when a railway line, parallel or platte river
etched statehood in the mining mans industrial heart.
how will we get to the gold
from the western fringe
to the gold?
will it inevitably flow to us
in Big Kansas?
our drawing of meaningless lines dissecting, displacing
from Pekitanoui to as-sin-wati
violently branding statehood on every last indigenous heart
but how will we get to the gold?
from the western fringe to the gold?
"it WILL inevitably flow to us"
in Big Kansas
They called him crazy
back when mountains meant gold.
wanted to stretch the horizon
from it's alluvial fold.
had a dream, a big canvas
in Big Kansas
lines lines lines
linear time
I cannot believe you helped me with my homework
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3. |
Worth,R
04:16
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done
i don't want to be here anymore
if you're not getting anywhere with me
i'm not questioning the pathos,
but am i still worthy a little love?
idk
at the end of my life
getting lost in the back of mind
i sing and run along without
through the weight of time, i'm fine
o, by the way, by the way, by the way - i'm fine
you're not getting anywhere with me
cuz i'm not captive in a caseload
but i'm still worthy a little love
i'm off plot, in taller grasses, easily
collected grievances in peso
and i'm still worthy of a little love
you can fuck off, drive your car into the sea
then call me up to talk about it
lucky you're still worthy of a little love
yeah you can fuck off, drive your car into the sea
still call me up to talk about it
lucky we're still worthy of a little love
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Along the Ravine (MeMe)
03:42
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stranger come and take my hand
vision pull me into quickened sand
the way your have your arms round me
it's always nice to have company
now we're in your good friends car
sitting next to a question mark
"do I know what brought you here"
when I signal you to wait
is when the dream fades away
OMG he was such a nice guy
all ways helping old ladies
but he was struck right there
on the side of the street
he was looking at the baby
along the ravine
buried beneath
rock, limbs and leaves
praying medics find me
ban every car
come ride with me
i hope you wanna stick around
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5. |
Dreamcast
04:40
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when I get my head out of the sand
i'm gonna come clean to you
whether or not I think it's the right thing to do
when I get my heart out of your hands
I'm still going to cling to you
whether or not you think it's a nice thing to do
i'm stuck inside
a dream
recast as blurried vision
a dreary past in new revision
thought i was safe in here
but never knew
some days it works
some days i know it hurts
no one told me i was knitted in
in conversation with the shadows
only light comes in a pin
thought i was safe in here
but never knew
i'll come out when its the right time
map is locked tight in my mind
thought i was safe in here
but never knew
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6. |
Maze
03:17
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on a road at night,
beyond guiding lines
through the rain I see a shadow.
the vessel takes a turn
to the rail and berm,
i suspend for a spell
and am cast into the river below
i'm taking on, it's in my lungs
i am slipping through
will you incantate me now.
i'm done.
i'm not.
getting lost in the maze of time
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7. |
Aboard
04:00
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All the best without this way
When you decide
To lift the mounting hungry
Inhale a trembling breath
Backed down, belligerent again
Zone set to course correct
We swept the deck, you bet
(Aboard repurposed shipwreck)
Rowed out to a turbulent mess
Lost track, adrift to mist, forget
It's said the sea makes jokes of men
But still we recommence
(Aboard repurposed shipwreck)
Golden rapture from the inside now
First wave caught underwater
Hear me out
Maybe there's some blood in the water, baby
But I've ten hung
I'm tongue slung
You wrestled up this dream from the depths of time
The kind where I am yours and you are mine
And though it's said the sea will make a joke of men
We set our sail to wind
All the best without this way
When you decide
To lift the mounting hungry
Too certain to be sure of it appearing there
Deliberate "run, run"
I've got a turning stomach
A little dreary darkness
Cannot get it together
I want to jump down off the bridge
You made a human hit list
A frozen silent kind of
You're on a sudden illness
For every morning after this
The lightest synchronizing
And softest human whispers
"The greens are crisperizing"
I burrow deeper than I should
And can't escape the feeling
Aboard repurposed shipwreck
We're locked in tight together
If I could ring your mother's neck
Yeah, I burrow deeper than I should
Aboard repurposed shipwreck
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8. |
KFC
03:30
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the optimism switch, swing and a miss
put it right back down
grown tired of sitting around doing drugs;
just need a hug right now.
i ride the streets, a spirit away
from an angel into downtown.
wake and move through it all and fall asleep
but I don't know how
the pessimism pits, stirrup to sticks
in my forested bed.
cold from the north stirring up clouds.
a tornado right through my head:
I couldn't reasonably expect you to be happy
anywhere 'til i'm dead.
but we'll wake and move through it all
with light and love, like Pauly said.
the meaning is erroneous.
in my chemical robe watching the ember glow
finally feel alone, but I know the comfort is erroneous.
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9. |
Hone/d
02:47
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i wait around for anyone or anything to come back
i pull my foot out of,
had i been stoned
....
i'm really sorry
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10. |
Paul, Bearer
03:04
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when the moon is full
my heart is empty
and I cry out to the stars,
hold my tears.
could i only see my friend again
i would die
tree legs do this for me
one more situational song
every fall I want to die more
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take away the key
to keep the baby down
we that barely tame
in misremembering
a bad account
we who couldn't give a kid a ride
didn't bother get a gun a goat i gotta go
baby got a gun on a dime
all to wipe away
all to wipe away
who will i be?
the guy that get a gun to go?
make me wonder
when is it the world got soft on you
or something like that
take away the key
to keep the baby down
we are barely sane
and misremembering
a bad account
really couldn't give the kid a ride
wouldn't bother.
get a gun a goat i gotta go
when is it the world got soft on you
or something like that
word is that the world got soft on you
in a garden, ya dig, a little bit
slowly moving away
wasn't the design
we're waiting half the time
where did all the time go?
will it all the time?
when it was defined
god, will it all the time?
where did all the time go?
will it count today?
when we go walking in the rain
we go walking in the rain
will we go walking in the rain?
never let them take something so profound from u
u know they'd like that
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12. |
Palomino
03:25
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i've never had a single doubt in my life
bczu I trusted in my little palomino
you know my love only grows
still, a tiny part of me knows
how quickly everything goes
like my palomino
papapapapalomino
imagine if I had a microphone that let me mouth a synth
[I probly wouldn't wanna know how they manufactured it]
then fill a bag protruding phrases
all with matching consonants
the sync is running though the handles off;
dripping infinite
splashing in a double amazon as if i'm such a kid
with fireworks like Pauly's brain igniting off the oxygen
I miss him every single day, and sorta gotten used to it
so I say to be good
all these sticks
you're always doing yard work in your mind
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